Excel meets DBZ
Disclaimer: You know who owns who. . .
Author's note: This is based on a strange dream I had, so blame my mind for creating this piece of poodoo, not me!
Chapter One: Toilet Paper Ilpalazoo
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"Wow! Nice place you got here. I especially like what you did with the decorations!" Excel said, looking at the colored streamers and other decorations that hung from the ceiling and windows.
"Thanks. I'm having a party today." Bulma told her, putting Trunks on the floor.
"For what?" Excel asked, dumping Hyatt on the floor next to the couch.
"It's just a little get together." Bulma told her.
"Woman, where's my toothbrush?" Vegeta yelled, walking into the room, wearing light blue pajamas with yellow duckies on them.
"Oh he's so cute!" Excel squealed, running over to Vegeta. "His hair is so pointy and cool looking and he's so short, and- " She got cut off when Vegeta pulled a pistol out of nowhere and shot Excel across the room.
"Will! Where are you Will?" Excel shouted as she floated through space.
"I'm right here Excel Excel." The Will said, appearing in front of her.
"I need to be brought back to life." Excel told The Will, grinning.
"Okay." The Will said and put Excel back in her body.
"Whoa, you got a temper on you." Excel told Vegeta, standing up from the floor.
"I'm glad to see that you're okay." Hyatt said from her place on the couch.
"I'M glad that you're finally alive." Excel responded.
"Rowr." Menchi said, looking at Excel.
"Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, snatching the gun from his hand. "You don't go shooting guest or anyone else at that matter. You're setting a bad example for Trunks."
Vegeta just growled and crossed his arms.
"Oh, and your toothbrush is under the sink where you left it last." Bulma added as Vegeta stomped of to get dressed. Hyatt then started hacking uncontrollably.
"Are you okay?" Bulma asked, looking at Hyatt.
"Yes ma'am, I'll be fine." Hyatt said between hacks, a line of blood coming from the corner of her mouth.
"Do you need something to drink?"
"No ma'am, I'm okay now." Hyatt told her, wiping the blood from her mouth.
"Alright if you say so." Bulma said, shrugging. She glanced down at her watch. "We have about twenty minutes before the guests come. I better go get change for the party."
"Okay." Excel said, running around the table. Bulma just gave her a weird look and walked off.
"Isn't this cool Hyatt-chan?" Excel squealed, now spinning in place in the center of the living room.
"Yes Senior Excel, it's-" She stopped as she started coughing and fell off the couch, dead.
"You know, I just realized something, this place is missing something." Excel said, stopping in mid spin. "I just don't know what-oh I know!" She squealed, running off to look for a bathroom.
"Um, Excel, are you okay? You've been awfully quiet." Bulma said, walking into the living room, dressed in a sky blue sundress. "Where did she go?"
"I don't know, Bulma-san." Hyatt answered, pulling herself back on the couch.
"Hail Ilpalazoo-sama!" Excel yelled, pulling a life size, realistic statue of Ilpalzoo made of toilet paper and disposable razors behind her.
"What the hell is that?" Bulma yelled, staring at the statue.
"It's Ilpalazoo sama-." Excel said, smiling.
"No, I will not have that thing where people can see it." Bulma told Excel.
Excel gasped. "You dare call Ilpalazoo-sama a thing?"
"It's obviously an inanimate object." Bulma told her.
Excel took a good look at it and nodded. "You're right, he is an inanimate object. Okay, if you don't want him where people can see it, I'll leave him in the bathroom." Excel said, dragging him back to the bathroom.
"That girl is weird." Bulma said, shaking her head.
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You like this so far? I hope you do! Leave a review before you leave!
Disclaimer: You know who owns who. . .
Author's note: This is based on a strange dream I had, so blame my mind for creating this piece of poodoo, not me!
Chapter One: Toilet Paper Ilpalazoo
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"Wow! Nice place you got here. I especially like what you did with the decorations!" Excel said, looking at the colored streamers and other decorations that hung from the ceiling and windows.
"Thanks. I'm having a party today." Bulma told her, putting Trunks on the floor.
"For what?" Excel asked, dumping Hyatt on the floor next to the couch.
"It's just a little get together." Bulma told her.
"Woman, where's my toothbrush?" Vegeta yelled, walking into the room, wearing light blue pajamas with yellow duckies on them.
"Oh he's so cute!" Excel squealed, running over to Vegeta. "His hair is so pointy and cool looking and he's so short, and- " She got cut off when Vegeta pulled a pistol out of nowhere and shot Excel across the room.
"Will! Where are you Will?" Excel shouted as she floated through space.
"I'm right here Excel Excel." The Will said, appearing in front of her.
"I need to be brought back to life." Excel told The Will, grinning.
"Okay." The Will said and put Excel back in her body.
"Whoa, you got a temper on you." Excel told Vegeta, standing up from the floor.
"I'm glad to see that you're okay." Hyatt said from her place on the couch.
"I'M glad that you're finally alive." Excel responded.
"Rowr." Menchi said, looking at Excel.
"Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, snatching the gun from his hand. "You don't go shooting guest or anyone else at that matter. You're setting a bad example for Trunks."
Vegeta just growled and crossed his arms.
"Oh, and your toothbrush is under the sink where you left it last." Bulma added as Vegeta stomped of to get dressed. Hyatt then started hacking uncontrollably.
"Are you okay?" Bulma asked, looking at Hyatt.
"Yes ma'am, I'll be fine." Hyatt said between hacks, a line of blood coming from the corner of her mouth.
"Do you need something to drink?"
"No ma'am, I'm okay now." Hyatt told her, wiping the blood from her mouth.
"Alright if you say so." Bulma said, shrugging. She glanced down at her watch. "We have about twenty minutes before the guests come. I better go get change for the party."
"Okay." Excel said, running around the table. Bulma just gave her a weird look and walked off.
"Isn't this cool Hyatt-chan?" Excel squealed, now spinning in place in the center of the living room.
"Yes Senior Excel, it's-" She stopped as she started coughing and fell off the couch, dead.
"You know, I just realized something, this place is missing something." Excel said, stopping in mid spin. "I just don't know what-oh I know!" She squealed, running off to look for a bathroom.
"Um, Excel, are you okay? You've been awfully quiet." Bulma said, walking into the living room, dressed in a sky blue sundress. "Where did she go?"
"I don't know, Bulma-san." Hyatt answered, pulling herself back on the couch.
"Hail Ilpalazoo-sama!" Excel yelled, pulling a life size, realistic statue of Ilpalzoo made of toilet paper and disposable razors behind her.
"What the hell is that?" Bulma yelled, staring at the statue.
"It's Ilpalazoo sama-." Excel said, smiling.
"No, I will not have that thing where people can see it." Bulma told Excel.
Excel gasped. "You dare call Ilpalazoo-sama a thing?"
"It's obviously an inanimate object." Bulma told her.
Excel took a good look at it and nodded. "You're right, he is an inanimate object. Okay, if you don't want him where people can see it, I'll leave him in the bathroom." Excel said, dragging him back to the bathroom.
"That girl is weird." Bulma said, shaking her head.
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